QUOTE

"I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way-things I had no words for." ~ Georgia O'Keeffe


Wednesday, August 03, 2022

My mother

 I have been away from blogging again. So many things have happened in the meantime and one of them has been , my mother passed away after being ill and going through a lot of suffering. I was with her for the last 3 weeks but had to come away and she passed away after I left. She is now without pain and suffering in the arms of our Lord. She was 97 years.


I will miss her terribly. There are many things that are flashing before my eyes. One of the things she was always concerned was if we had eaten our food. She would always ask us if we had eaten. Would we like to eat something. This was not just for family members but for anyone who came to our house. Food seemed to be her way of showing her love and concern and caring for all.
When i was a kid she would stand on the doorway and look out for me, when it was time for me to come home from school. When she saw me walking down the road in the horizon, she would disappear and i knew she had gone to prepare my tea and i would get some mice things to eat. 
I would like to share a poem which I found in pintrest. It pretty much sums up what I am trying to say. And I think all mothers do that for their kids.


The Watcher

By Margaret Widdemer

She always leaned to watch for us
Anxious if we were late,
In winter by the window,
In summer by the gate.
And though we mocked her tenderly
Who had such foolish care,
The long way home would seem more safe,
Because she waited there.
Her thoughts were all so full of us,
She never could forget,
And so I think that where she is
She must be watching yet.
Waiting ‘til we come home to her
Anxious if we are late
Watching from Heaven’s window
Leaning from Heaven’s gate.